The Hanging River Peak is one of the three main peaks of the Linglong Pavilion, and it is also the origin of the Linglong Pavilion.

According to legend, the previous dynasty of Great Chu was not opened, and the former dynasty of Chu was great.

At the time of the great separation war, it fell apart, the Central Plains was swaying, and jackals were everywhere.

A great sage of medicine lived in seclusion here, opened the mountain gate to save the people under the mountain, and included the people. The righteous people in the world heard its fame, so they came to take refuge, and the last group of displaced people gathered here, and finally formed the Linglong Pavilion that now makes the whole world dormant.

Linglong Pavilion has never lacked ministers and students who govern the country, and there are also famous ranger swordsmen.

But no matter how famous the two are, every Linglong Pavilion master is without exception, and they are all disciples from Hanging River Peak.

The martial artist is very angry, and the strategist city is too deep. In the end, it is contrary to the purpose of the opening of the Linglong Pavilion, therefore, the great sage of the medical path who opened the mountain left such an ancestral teaching early, and every master needs to be a disciple of this Hanging River Peak.

When it comes to Ning Zhumang's generation, it is naturally no exception.

Heavy snow covers the mountain, and on the exquisite pavilion covered in silver, only the top of the hanging river peak is a dazzling emerald green.

This is naturally a very unusual thing, how can there be a snow ridge at the bottom of the mountain in this world, and the mountain top is like spring.

But according to legend, the top of the Hanging River is planted with many rare and precious medicinal materials in the world, in order to protect these rare treasures, the ancestors of the Linglong Pavilion have specially laid a formation on the top of the Hanging River Peak, so the rain and weather here are controlled by the formation, so as to meet the extremely harsh growth conditions of those rare treasures.

At this moment, the grass warbler flies to the top of the Hanging River Peak with a vibrant spring scene, in the small courtyard called the Hanging Pot.

Ning Zhumang, who was dressed in a wide purple robe, sat on the side of the stone table in the courtyard, looking at the black-clothed old man in front of him with a solemn gaze.

"Uncle Shi's discussion of the Taoist Conference is a big matter, and now the world of the Great Zhou is not as good as before..."Ning Zhumang groaned slightly, then said, it can be seen that for the old man in front of him, this master of the Linglong Pavilion has shown enough respect, and he has thought about every wording, trying not to make the old man feel half dissatisfied or offended.

Compared to Ning Zhumang's great enemy, the old man in black was indifferent, he gently picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and said quietly: "Do you think this Dao Conference is out of place? Or are you blaming me for not having any discussion with you, the master in charge?"

The old man's tone was extremely ordinary, but what was unusual was that as he said this, the air around him seemed to drop in temperature for a moment.

"The disciple doesn't dare, it's just..." Ning Zhumang felt this uncle's temperament very clearly, he hurriedly arched his hand and said, but before the words came out, he was interrupted by the old man again.

"The supreme true person of the Taiyin Palace, he has lived for six hundred years, sixty years ago, the sixth heavenly tribulation, he didn't stop it..."The old man said lightly, his tone was calm, as if he was talking about an inconsequential parent.

Ning Zhumang's heart was shocked when he heard this.

This news is big news for everyone in the world.

He even temporarily let go of all kinds of dissatisfaction with the Dao Conference, and subconsciously asked: "Supreme True Man, a land immortal who has lived for six hundred years... For six hundred years, he didn't take that step... Could it be that my generation of monks has really lost the immortal path?" Speaking of this, the expression on Ning Zhumang's face became a little confused.

It's like the man who sailed away lost his lighthouse, and the wolf pack that migrated in the snow lost its wolf.

"Heaven is impermanent, unpredictable, even supreme real people are afraid it is difficult to spy on one or two of them..."The old man in black also sighed at that time.

"In this way, the Supreme True Man only has forty years of life left. Ning Zhumang said again, with a somewhat sad sadness in his tone.

"Five years at length, three years at least. But the old man in black shook his head at that time and said in a deep voice.

"Why?" Ning Zhumang was shocked when he heard this, the supreme real person was already an earth immortal who had survived five heavenly tribulations, even if he failed, it stands to reason that he should be able to survive the last hundred years in peace, but why is it that this is only sixty years, and his longevity is close to exhaustion.

"He did a hexagram for me. The old man spoke again, his voice a few points lower than before.

"Huh?" Ning Zhumang's eyes flashed a different color at that time, of course he understood, the supreme real person's decades of longevity had all dried up, and the root cause was actually to ask for a hexagram for his uncle, this hexagram... Ning Zhumang didn't know, but what was certain was that the contents of it would be enough to change the world.

"Zhu Mang, do you still remember the opening outline in the Linglong Pavilion's Supreme Secret Book "Universal Canon"?" The old man ignored the shock in Ning Zhumang's heart at this moment, and he asked in a flat tone.

"Naturally, I remember that when heaven is conceived and all things are born, Tianze is a great way. Ning Zhumang felt that today's uncle seemed to be a little different, although it was not dull, but it was not as sharp as before.

"Yes, heaven is pregnant and all things are born, and Tianze is the great way. The old man repeated Ning Zhumang's words, and the light in his eyes lit up and dimmed. "Although the world's sect codes have different emphasis, their essentials are varied, but they are not far from the scope of this great avenue, but..."

When the old man said this, he paused, and then said: "It's just that this cultivator, whether he wants to be free or seek immortality, which one is not against the way of heaven......? It's more daring than a fool's dream......"

Ning Zhumang heard it in a fog, as if he understood or not, and looked at the old man in confusion.

As if seeing the incomprehension in the eyes of the master who was over forty years old, the old man smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The old man has been in the world for decades, and he has been running around for half his life to support the right path. But the old man's heart is always puzzled, the world says that the chaos of the Great Zhou in recent years is the karmic retribution of the little emperor who killed his father and ascended the throne, but if the right way is the way of heaven, the heavens will punish him, and it will fall on the emperor Lao'er alone, so why let the people of Li suffer?"

"Then since the calamity arose because of him, the old man simply killed him, let's see what will happen on this day?"

At that moment, the old man's eyes lit up again.

The light was cold, dazzling, and sharp.

Ning Zhumang's body was shocked when he heard this, he glanced at the old man in front of him, and saw the look on his face and knew that what he said was definitely not a lie.

"Uncle Shi's move is not okay, Emperor Tai Yuan is angry and resentful no matter what, but after all, it is orthodox, and he has the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty to protect him, how can Uncle Shi hurt him?"

"Of course I know that. The old man smiled again, then took out a note from his arms and handed it to Ning Zhumang, and continued to say: "Sixty years ago, the supreme real person played the game of chess that he lost, and I wanted to try it for him. ”

Ning Zhumang subconsciously took the note, and when he saw what was said on the paper, his face changed again.

It is the hexagram that the supreme real person asks for with his life, if what the hexagram says is true, if he finds this sword, it is probably not a fantasy to kill the emperor.

"The red note is a good seedling, and I will teach it well for the next month, and then I will close myself to the Peak of Heavy Moment, and everything in the mountain will fall on your head. Zhumang, if I can't take that step, the burden of this Linglong Pavilion will fall on your shoulders. The old man said meaningfully.

It seems that he also felt the determination in the old man's heart at this moment, and the persuasion in Ning Zhumang's mouth had no outlet after all.

He probably understood his uncle's plan, the so-called Dao Conference was nothing more than a pretext for gathering people in the rivers and lakes to find the things mentioned in the hexagram. Whether this matter is successful or not, it will inevitably push Linglong Pavilion to the forefront. Thinking of the thousand-year-old foundation of Linglong Pavilion, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, but at the end he nodded heavily.

"Uncle Shi rest assured, Zhumang will definitely live up to the trust. ”

The Master of the Sect said.

The attitude is respectful and the tone is sincere.

Just like when he entered the mountain gate.